Quotes About Heaven

When we were alive, they told us that when we died we'd go to heaven. And they said that heaven was a place of joy and glory and we would spend eternity in the company of saints and angels praising the Almighty, in a state of bliss. That's what they said. And that's what led some of us to give our lives, and others to spend years in solitary prayer, while all the joy of life was going to waste around us, and we never knew.

If God has come in the flesh, and if God keeps coming to us in our fleshly existence, then all of life is shot through with meaning. Earth is crammed with heaven, and heaven (when we finally get there) will be crammed with earth. Nothing wasted. Nothing lost. Nothing secular. Nothing absurd.... All are grist for the mill of a downto-earth spirituality.

It is said that the gates of paradise can only be opened by the tears of those left behind. I do not know whether that be true. It should be, I think.

I feel that way about heaven; it's far more important that Heaven should exist than that I should ever see it.

This is where you must each make a prayer to Saint Vladmir-" We were at the final hatch. "Saint Vladmir…?" "I made up. He is the patron saint of smugglers. I smuggled him to heaven. Now let's see if he is appropriately grateful.

To put this another way, my words here recede from lived experience. But in the end there's too much reproach and ignorance—depression as a cause for disgrace and contempt—for me not to write them anyway. Words, after all, remain, in this world, an aperture through which might appear some of the beautiful things that Heaven bears.

Worship is the corridor through which we make the exchange of heaven. It is the avenue that leads us from the emptiness of this world to the fullness of the next world. It is the street that leads from decay and discouragement to renewal and glory. When we fail to worship, therefore, we confine ourselves to the despair of this life.

That's the way it is with our Father in Heaven. When you became a son or a daughter, when you were adopted into His family, He opened up for you through His Son's death on the cross a way of fellowship and relationship that makes it possible for you to bypass the temple and its animal sacrifices. You don't have to talk to God through a priest. You can go right into the presence of God Almighty and He will hear you.

The same grace that transports us to heaven also gives us composure when our flights are delayed or the traffic is jammed up.

Earthly victories depend on heavenly victories, and vice versa.

There is a sermon in the fact that the gates are pearl. [Because] heaven is entered through suffering and travail, through redemption and blood, through the agony of the cross. A pearl is a jewel made by a little animal that is wounded. Without the wound, the pearl is never formed.5

the hand of God is on me, the love of God is in me, and the heaven of God is before me ….

Worship is the corridor through which we make the exchange of heaven. It is the avenue that leads us from the emptiness of this world to the fullness of the next world. It is the street that leads from decay and discouragement to renewal and glory.

We are not citizens of earth who are going to heaven; we are citizens of heaven who are traveling through earth.

Vernon M. Whaley wrote: One day, worshipper, you and I will be a part of that great multitude, that choir from all the nations. No one really knows what kind of choir it will be—contemporary, classical, traditional, or gospel—but it won't matter. And even if you couldn't carry a tune on earth, or

John shows us the way when he writes, "And I heard another voice from heaven saying, 'Come out of her, my people, lest you share in her sins, and lest you receive of her plagues'" (Rev. 18:4). God calls us to get out of Babylon—that is, to separate

This must be just like livin' in paradise.

it is hard for us to be alone between school and our friends and our families and his track practice and my literary magazine. so this pause is heaven, feeling entirely open

It's heaven, heaven, heaven when you When you find love and romance on the menu.

Where love is possible, there pain is also possible. Where the resurrection is promised, there is also the promise of tears wiped away. Heaven is the confirmation of our choice, to love Him and to be with Him. That is the hope of everyone who is a follower of Jesus Christ, whom to know is life eternal.14

Una de las delicias ennoblecedoras del Paraíso, según lo prometió Tomás de Aquino: ver cómo allá abajo torturan y asan a los condenados.

Si nos deja es para preparar, también un día, nuestra llegada al reino del Señor, para que seamos acogidos con esmero. No imaginé a mi padre con el empeño de prepararme una acogedora llegada al Cielo, ¿me dejaría allí ducharme sin gritarme que cerrara el grifo de una maldita vez? Me costaba imaginar el reencuentro del que hablaba el sacerdote. Como mucho mi padre me aguardaría con su oportuno te lo dije.

I am no theologian. I would not be surprised, however, if Heaven proved to be a cozy kitchen, where delicious treats appeared in the oven and in the refrigerator whenever you wanted them, and where the cupboards were full of good books.

One such time I left town and on my way back, at a point where the land was high and I could see the sea to my left and down the road a long ways, I suddenly felt I was in heaven. The spot was in fact no different from when I had passed it not long before, but my way of seeing it had changed.